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hot suns in endless space are just

cold white points

 

here

faceted ice
crystals
frozen snow

refracting  stars – New Year’s night’s potential

 

lies

infinity
at my feet

snow surrounds

snow
surrounds
the
late december silence

 

i stumble
slip
and fall

sentient

 

taking pen in
hand
again
i try

 

sensate
of the cold

 

to hope

solstice

longest night

thirteenth full cold moon

twice erased

eclipsed in shadow of the unseen sun

obscured

by clouds

can you admire the moon

can you admire the moon
as she shines
new to full

not fearing the changeable tides
nor burdened by gravity’s pull

light blue half globe
dim in the day
or lost in the rain or clouds

glowing giant on horizon’s edge
bright in the night
reflecting day again

orbiting you
her light for you
waning and waxing for you

can you bear the shifting tides
the pull of gravity

for love

of the moon

other way

knocking my head against

the wall
pounding ‘till i don’t feel it
anymore

why don’t i turn the other
way
round

no wall
on a curved surface
space/time is not flat

why do my thoughts get
written in script

lies

so close to the plane of a page
when i want to reach though
the surface

break though
more suitable atmosphere
feeling myself in all dimensions

moving my body to breathe

Poem: making friends. from ABOUT ZEN

making friends

with myself

despite my flaws

This stays in my mind – as do many things on the ABOUT ZEN page.

I just want to share it and give thanks to its author John Weeren.

Thank-you

snow too soon

the first snow came
hard
before all the leaves had fallen

no red, orange and yellows
some still cling
lifeless
ghostly green
to the branch

unwraping

wrapping myself

in affection, adulation and attention

 

seeking simple sensation

detached

from mind and spirit

 

neither can

fill heart’s hollow

childhood’s burden
liberty lost

to memory’s recursion

 

putting feet to earth

hand to brush and pen

mind to ideas

heart to feelings

examined, expressed, exposed
i regain the composition of my

psyche

 

unwrap, untangle, untie
dreams, delusions and distraction
find the facts
co-ordinates of experience

four space of

cohesive, comprehensive and creative

conversation

 

follow its map

path unfolds

seeing without naming

looking up

out the window

head tipped –

what does my indoor cat

think of the falling

snow

from A Twisted Pair

A nice comment from one of my favorite blogs… A Twisted Pair.  http://atwistedpair.wordpress.com/2010/11/19/someone-elses-shoes/   –

Thanks! But will I be able to get rid of the shoes?

EB